One Year Ago
That morning, the residential area felt colder than usual. Alden was still parked in front of a modest, classic-style house with a fairly spacious yard. A layer of white frost had begun to cover half the roof of the house.
The silhouette of a fragile maple tree in the yard added to the calm atmosphere, with parts of the lawn already blanketed in snow.
The black iron fence a few meters from the house’s porch had several wide gaps, allowing anyone passing by to easily peek inside.
At the very least, they could catch a glimpse of the small, warm-looking porch of the house, despite the sub-zero temperatures of early winter in London. The porch light was still on, with no sign of anyone about to come out.
Alden checked the custom-designed digital watch strapped to his right wr
